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What are you doing? Stop! You’re just running away because you’re scared. Who can I be for my own sake?

Glasses. No expression. At my head, I wanna drown my sorrow. No tomorrow. I find it kinda funny.

Why do birds appear when you’re near? They long to be close to you. When heartaches come, I wish to be the hero, but I walk away like a movie star. If you could read my mind, you’d see a tale of longing and chains holding me back. The story is always there, but if you read between the lines, you’d understand my confusion. I don’t know where we went wrong; the feeling is gone, and I can’t get it back.

I am very tired of saying goodbye. When I look inside, I see a lot of things. Let's take a look.

You should be here with me, sharing a cold beer and celebrating. I wish you didn't have to miss this moment. You should be taking photos and showing them to everyone back home. They say you're in a better place, but I wish I could see you. You should be here with your arm around me.

I'm saying all the wrong things right now. Where's that eject button? It might be time. Am I okay?

If I had known you wouldn't be here anymore, I would have cherished our moments together a bit more.

I've walked the difficult path of fear, and I'm ready for any challenges that come my way. Through it all, I've come to realize the depth of my love for you, and it pains me to see you in pain. Just have faith and persevere, I won't let you fail.

I'll be your personal Jesus, someone to listen to your prayers, someone who's always there for you. If you're feeling lost and completely alone, remember that I'm here.

I see everything, but I feel empty. I don't want to die here. There has to be more. Translation (if needed): I see everything, but I feel empty. I don't want to die here. There has to be more.

You are not hidden. Your innocence has been shattered. I can hear you softly whispering your soul's desires.

I looked into the eyes of a godson and told him that I tried my best. Our day will come, but we must keep going.

If I had known you wouldn't be here anymore, I would have made our moments last longer. If I had known.

I was expecting you to save me. I tried my best not to, but I also made a phone call.

I'm here for you. I know you're scared, but I won't leave you. I love you and I'm sorry. It's okay to cry. Crying is beautiful, healthy, and not negative.

I am surrounded by wolves and friends, feeling like it's a do or die situation. I can't save myself from drowning, with the walls closing in around me. I'm waiting for my last sleepless night before finding peace on the other side.

A young boy appears, a stranger to my eyes, strong in my pain with his fingers.

Why do birds appear when you’re near? They long to be close to you. When heartaches come, I wish to be the hero, but I walk away like a movie star. If you could read my mind, you’d see a tale of love and chains holding me back. The story is always there, but if you read between the lines, you’ll realize I’m struggling. I don’t know where we went wrong; the feeling is gone, and I can’t get it back.

I notice the absence of others around us. The silence between us is uncomfortable. Your gaze tells me that you don't reciprocate my feelings. I wish you would realize one day and express your love for me, or at least let me speak my mind. It hurts when I try to communicate with you, as if Cupid himself passes through and leaves me empty.

I am unsure of what to do. I am torn between staying and being lonely, or leaving and feeling isolated. Oh no, it's happening. It's happening. They never got to experience Venice.

I'm saying all the wrong things right now. Where's that eject button? It might be time. Am I okay?

I watch old clips and feel emotional, remembering a time when people were full of hope. I will never give up, even though I'm waiting, outnumbered by strangers, hoping you'll reappear among the ruins. Where did you and the others who were loyal go? I face hate and ridicule when I try to rally them, which hurts because I care deeply and would die for them. I'm stuck here waiting, outnumbered by strangers who want to erase every trace of our existence, making us believe we deserve it. As long as I live, I will try to reignite the fire in my people's hearts. Maybe one day you'll reappear from the ruins and join us.

You're the light. You're the night. You're the color of my blood. You're the cure. You're the pain. You're the only thing I wanna touch. Never knew that it

To see if I still feel, I focus on the pain because it's the only thing that feels real. The needle tears the hole, bringing that old familiar sting. I try to kill it all, but I remember everything.

I can't escape, they keep pulling me back in.